My right shoulder hurts. Just thought I’d mention that. What an ice-breaker, eh?
It’s very late and it’s midweek. It’s very quiet. Very quiet. Even the local students and noisy neighbours have turned in for the night, I think.
I’m on the point of turning out the light myself. I shall pull the duvet up to my chin and snuggle down into cool pillows. I’m not sure why I felt the need to share that. I know that not everyone will be as warm and comfortable as I tonight, nor as contented. I can hear a car in the distance, the night air caressing the sound into a low purr like a happy cat.
I won’t be climbing Airport Hill tomorrow, not on foot, in a bus nor in a car. I have a day off work. Yet there’ll be a lot of me there, somehow. I’ve become as wrapped up in my current place of employment as ever I was in Bespak when I worked there. I may not end my working life where I am now, or, as I’m in my mid-forties I may not have the choice and may have to sweat it out to make some kind of a retirement possible.
I’m employed, though. Full-time and permanent, even though I’m currently only a junior member of staff. I have an income and one more place to belong.
Parts of me will be climbing Airport Hill tomorrow. Travelling in a car with a pretty lady will be my heart mind and soul, all of which she has in her keeping. There’s not a better place anywhere on this green earth nor in the heavens above it that I could stow them.
From the bedroom window I can see the lights on Airport Hill. The traffic snaking up and down. The garish glow of the streetlights. It looks so close. Many things look close tonight. Sleep not the least.
1 comment:
I don't know why I've just seen this. That's so strange but I do know that sometimes, when I know you've posted here, the post doesn't show when I go to the page, and then when I refresh it does. SO maybe I didn't know you had posted, and so didn't refresh the page. You know....
I don't like missing your postings. They make me feel closer to you, like now. It's morning in a house stirring for school and work The SGB is pottering in the kitchen and ED is gone to her bus, YD and DB are getting dressed and H is finally getting up (8.41 - he does not get to complain about being tired! and I'm on the sofa. Kindof afraid to disturb a routine that I am not normally a part of and missing you in the midst of that routine. I should be at work now and getting ready to meet you for coffee.
So your blog keeps me connected to you when I can't be there with you. And I don't like missing one, I feel like I've skipped a heartbeat.
But I'll see you tomorrow, and we'll speak soon. In the meantime, I guess it would do no harm to hurry a small man up as he's about to drive the SGB nuts!!
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